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1 How heavy is the night
That hangs upon our eyes,
Till Christ with his reviving light
Over our souls arise!
2 Our guilty spirits dread
To meet the wrath of heaven;
But, in his righteousness arrayed,
We see our sins forgiven.
3 Unholy and impure
Are all our thoughts and ways:
His hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.
4 The powers of hell agree
To hold our souls in vain;
He sets the sons of bondage free,
And breaks the cursed chain.
5 Lord, we adore thy ways
To bring us near to God,
Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace,
And thine atoning blood.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #371
First Line: | How heavy is the night |
Author: | Isaac Watts |
Meter: | 6.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |